Remember that girl from that show All That?
She’s in her own world. Fifty-one-fifty: fact!
Her tweeker tweets are great (Boop, Boop, Boop)
She must be snorting lines. (I’ll be back) (Boop, Boop, Boop)
I wanna be Amanda Bynes (Boop, Boop, Boop) (That’s fucked up)Source: LYBIO.net

OK she smoked some weed; you know you can’t malign her.
So high she tweets to Drake to murder her vagina. (Oh I get it)
But he ignored the Chica, (Boop, Boop, Boop) so she just smoked more reefer. (Boop, Boop, Boop)
Acid laced rolling papers. (Yolo)
(That’s right)
Hey, hey, hey

That’s why we gonna take a seat girl (Sit down)
We right behind you, you just do you boo, FICA ain’t gon’ stop you.
Got your back, girl.
What I like about you is when you huff glue. (Miss Byne)
Talkin’ shit when you vine, too.

So what she smoked some weed she need a High Times column
Cracked out so effin’ bad, looks like a platinum gollum (uh uh)
Bitch you don’t need a doctor (uh uh)
Just pass me them poppers, ain’t nothing gonna stop us.
And that’s we gonna take a seat girl
(Sit the fuck down)Source: LYBIO.net

We right behind you, you just do you boo, fire can gonna stop you.
Got your back, girl. What I like about you. Is when you huff glue.
Talking shit when you Vine too…

[Rap]
Hold up she needs a snack, Making ducky faces in the mirror, quack quack, From percocet to meth and back, Easy A, Special K, but crack is whack. Pierce your cheeks, shave your head then mug and pout, don’t know what’s all the fuckin’ fuss about. Padded rooms while you scream and shout. Kick a guard in the nuts then you bust on out, bitch.